Surviving The Biker (Motorcyle Club Romance) (13 page)

Five minutes earlier…

I didn’t waste any time getting Brandy out of Skull’s bedroom and April was kind enough to help us escape before Mud finished with his shower. Grabbing a blanket from the other bedroom, we wrapped it around her and hurried out of the building. As we reached April’s car, I realized that I’d left the shotgun inside.

“Don’t you dare go back inside for it,” said April. “That’s how most people die in movies. Someone going back for something that they think they need but really don’t.”

“Good point.” I turned to look at Brandy, who was staring blankly outside. “We should get her to a hospital. And call the police.”

“Are you sure you want to do that? She tore his shit up, you know. Murdered him,” said April as she began driving. “Your friend will be the one who gets locked up if they see what she did.”

“But they kidnapped us and raped her. She did it out of desperation. They’ve got to realize that.”

“I suppose a lawyer could get her off on some kind of a temporary insanity plea,” she replied.

“I didn’t do it,” whispered Brandy.

I turned back to her. “Brandy. Are you okay?”

Brandy nodded.

“What did you say?” asked April.

She cleared her throat and spoke louder. “I said, I didn’t do it. I didn’t kill him.”

“Girl, I don’t know if you realize this, but you bit off part of his nuts and he bled to death. That’s what certainly killed him,” said April.

She shook her head. “No. A man snuck in when Skull was raping me. The guy put him in some kind of a headlock until he blacked out. Then,” she grimaced, “he took the knife and cut him. I can’t believe that Skull didn’t wake up. It had to have been painful and there was so much blood.”

“So that guy who put him in the headlock is the one who cut him in the nuts?” asked April.

“Yes. He also told me not to tell the cops that I’d seen him.”

I stared at her in shock. “Are you kidding?” 

“No.”

“What about your face?” I asked, noticing that we hadn’t managed to clean all of the blood off.

Brandy let out a ragged sigh. “I put it there. To make it look like I’d killed him myself.”

“Why would you bother with all of that?” asked April, looking horrified.

“I don’t know. Maybe because the guy who killed Skull was so nice and I didn’t want him to get arrested,” she said, staring back outside.

“Nice?” said April, smirking. “I guess he did save her. That was pretty nice.”

“Was he a Gold Viper?” I asked Brandy.

“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

“What did he look like?” I asked, curious.

“The lights were dim, so I didn’t see much other than his dark hair. I think he was good looking, too. I’m really not sure about anything else.”

“Did he say anything else?” asked April.

“He told me that he was going after Mud, too,” she said and then grunted. “Thank God, because Trevor would have never come through for me. Maybe you, but not me.”

“Right,” I mumbled.

“He hates me,” she said miserably.

“Trevor doesn’t hate you. It’s pretty obvious,” I said, frustrated.

“Well he sure doesn’t
love
me. Not like you, anyway.”

“The man doesn’t know what love is.” I ran a hand through my hair. “If he did, he wouldn’t have had sex with you yesterday,” I reminded her.

“We didn’t have sex.”

It took me a while to respond. “What do you mean?”

“I had sex yesterday, but it was with someone else. A guy that I met at Griffin’s. You thought it was me, because I had Trevor’s phone.”

“What were you doing with his phone?” asked April. She smiled, sheepishly. “Sorry, I don’t know who this Trevor is, but I’m already caught up in the drama. I need to know.”

I turned back and stared at Brandy in disbelief. “So, it wasn’t him?”

She nodded. “I didn’t mean to fool you. I swear to God. When I dialed your number, it was completely by accident.”

“But, I heard you say his name,” I said, confused.

“That’s because I wanted it to be him. I
imagined
that it was him.” She started to cry. “But it wasn’t. I still love him, I can’t help it. I’m sorry for being such a bitch. I’m not normally like that.”

I couldn’t help it; staring at her bruised face and knowing how much she’d been through in the last few hours, my heart went out to her. I reached back and squeezed her shoulder. “It’s okay, Brandy.”

“No, it’s not. It really isn’t,” she sobbed. “I know how much he loves you and I’ve been so jealous and pissed off. But, the truth is, I don’t deserve him. I cheated on him with so many guys. Not just the ones he knows about either.”

“I don’t get it, Brandy. Why did you cheat on Trevor like that?” I asked. “If you loved him so much?”

“I don’t know. It’s like, sometimes I get so turned on by other men that I can’t help myself.”

“She doesn’t love him,” said April. “That’s why.”

“I do,” she protested. “But sometimes, I think… I’m actually addicted to sex, especially with strangers.”

“So, you’re a sex addict?” said April.

She shrugged. “Maybe. I guess it makes sense. I didn’t even mind too much about having sex with Skull.”

April gasped. “Even when he was raping you?”

“I’m fucked up in the head. What can I say…” she said, looking disgusted with herself.

“You can get help for it,” I said. “Treatment.”

She smiled grimly. “The truth is, I don’t know if I’m ready. I like doing it too much.”

“I’m sure many drug addicts feel the same way and that’s why they end up with nothing in the end if they don’t quit using. Anyway, you need to get help. At least do it for the baby’s sake,” I said.

“You’re pregnant?” asked April, staring back at her through the rearview mirror.”

Brandy laughed nervously. “Actually, about that. I’m… I’m not pregnant.”

We were just entering Minnesota when my phone rang. I recognized the number right away.

“You getting closer to Hayward?” asked Jordan Steele.

“Almost there. Where do you want to meet?”

“About that – it’s done. Your women are safe and Mud will never be a problem for you again.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, shocked. “I thought we were going to do this together?”

“There wasn’t time. The girls were in immediate danger. When I arrived, one was about to be raped by Mud and the other was in the process of it. She’d also been beaten badly. I probably saved her life.”

“Which one was of them was being raped and beaten?” I asked, wishing that I’d have had a chance to get my hands on the guy who’d done it.

“The blonde.”

“She okay?” I asked, more worried about the baby than of Brandy. I wanted to feel guilty about that knowledge, but I didn’t.

“Pretty shaken up. Obviously, she needs to see a doctor.”

“Was it Mud?”

“No. It was Skull. They’re both taken care of, though.”

I sighed. “Well, thank you. We owe you big time.”

“No you don’t. It had to be done.”

“How did you get out there so quickly?”

“Let’s just say that I have friends in high places. Including, pilots.”

“Lucky you.”

“Just so you know, a woman drove the girls away from the building before I blew it up. In case you’re wondering where she’s at right now.”

My eyes widened. “You blew up their clubhouse?”

“Yes. I thought it would clean up any evidence that linked the girls to their deaths. Now you don’t have to worry about being implicated either.”

“And you know for sure that Mud is dead?”

“If he isn’t, then he’ll be spending months in a burn ward and the rest of his life recovering. You know, I almost wish he survives. Instant death for a megalomaniac like that is too merciful.”

I had to agree. Mud deserved a long, painful death.

“Oh, one more thing before I go, tell Slammer that this one was on me. Just make sure that my name is never linked to Mud’s death.”

“Did you cover your tracks?”

“What do you think?”

“You obviously know what you’re doing.”

“Practice makes perfect,” he replied, a smile in his voice. “So, little brother, let’s get together for the holidays. Get to know each other. Exchange gifts, maybe share a bottle of something smooth.”

My eyes widened. “Really?”

“No.”

“You don’t have many friends, do you?” I asked, smirking.

He chuckled. “Look, it’s not that I’m not interested in getting to know you, it’s just that it’s too dangerous. For both of us.”

“I get it.”

He was silent for a few seconds and then said, “Keep my number. Use it if you ever run into a situation like this again. I mean it.”

“Thanks. No offense, but I’m hoping I never have to use it.”

“Me too, kid.”

“What are you talking about?”  I asked, staring at her in shock.

“I’m not pregnant,” she said, her voice barely audible. “I never was.”

I wanted to reach back there and shake the hell out of Brandy. “What?! How could you lie about something like that?”

“I wanted him back,” she said, sadly. “I know it was wrong and everything, but –”

“Didn’t you think that he was going to find out?” I snapped. “I mean, what in the fuck were you thinking?”

“I was going to try and get pregnant before he figured it out. But, he kept refusing to sleep with me.”

That bit of news made me smile. “He did?”

“I told you, he loves you. Not me.”

“I can see why. You’re pretty messed up,” said April. “No offense.”

“I know I am,” said Brandy, tears springing to her eyes again. “But, at least I’m trying to come clean.”

“About that, why have you had a change of heart? I’d told him to screw off, so it would have just been the both of you. You could have kept this information to yourself and tried to get back with Trevor. If he loved you once, he might fall for you again.”

“Maybe it’s because I feel guilty now,” she replied, wiping her cheeks. “Especially after what you’ve done for me. You two deserve to be together. He deserves to be with someone like you. Not me.”

I sighed.

“Do you still love him?” she asked.

“Yes.”

She smiled. “Good. Then telling you the truth was worth it.”

“Not to interrupt your conversation,” said April. “But, where do you want to go? To the police?”

“No,” said Brandy. “We can’t. They’ll ask us too many questions and I don’t want that guy getting arrested.”

“What about a hospital?” she asked. “Do either of you need one?”

“No,” I replied. “What about you, Brandy? Is anything broken or are you cut, anywhere?”

She touched her nose. “My nose might be broken. It hurts like hell, but I’m afraid to see a doctor in this area. I want to wait until I get home.”

“Where exactly are we?” I asked April.

“Hayward, Minnesota.”

“Crap. How far from home is that?” asked Brandy.

“Where do you two live?”

“We live in Jensen, Iowa,” I replied.

“I don’t know how far away that is, to be honest. I suppose I can look it up on my phone. Do you two have any money to get back?”

“No,” I replied. “I don’t have my ID, either, so I can’t have my mother send me cash. Look, if you can loan us some money, I’ll pay you back and then some. I swear.”

“I don’t have much money myself” she said. “But, I can probably drive you home. Hell, I was on my way out of town anyway.”

“What were you doing at their clubhouse?” I asked.

“To be honest, I was going to try and steal some money from Mud or Skull before leaving town.”

“Why were you leaving?” asked Brandy.

“Do you really have to ask?” she said dryly.

“I think the better question is, why were you friends with him in the first place?” I asked.

“We were never friends. I mean, there was a time when I’d first met him that he actually swept me off my feet, believe it or not. He was fun and playful,” her face darkened. “But then I found out what a true asshole he really was.”

“How did you meet him?” I asked.

“I met him at a party, a while ago. Then, when his club moved out here to Hayward, we hooked up again.” She frowned. “I thought it would be great, hanging out with Mud. But, I was wrong. He hates women. All of them.”

“Hopefully Mud doesn’t have to worry about them anymore,” said Brandy. “I hope he’s dead.”

“I hope so,” said April. “I really do.”

I couldn’t believe how nonchalant they sounded, talking about a man dying. But, if anyone deserved to be six feet underground, it was Mud.